Cat Hellisen Quotes

#1. Carefully, I arrange the teapot, the little white cup, and the sugar bowl before me like an army. Defense? Or attack?

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#2. No matter what the results, it is my choices that define me. And I will fight for them, even when it seems that failure is inevitable. Perhaps most especially then.

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#3. It could be a true future that Ilven saw - she's a Saint after all.

Was. Was a Saint.

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#4. Seeing into the future is not a straight line. You are given the choice of a hundred paths through a treacherous swamp. Some will lead you safely onwards, others drown you, and sometimes it's hard to tell which is which," my mother says.

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#5. There's a distinct bitter aftertaste of Lady's Gown in the tea, and I welcome it. Anything to sleep without dreaming.

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#6. Every now and then one stands up and orates at length to the unfortunate crowd, after which he bows to their scattered applause. Personally, I think they'd be better served by plates broken over their heads than by hand-claps.

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#7. After all, there is nothing quite like losing a parent to knock the childishness out of a person's spirit.

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#8. They really did you over," she says, after peering at my bruised face. "This way, we'll get you sorted out." She's not friendly, just abrupt and sharp, like she's dealing with another problem in her long day.

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#9. My mother still deludes herself that the letters are written out of more than a desire to spend as little time in our company as possible. She likes to think he is still hers.

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#10. If her death wakes something in the deep, then she will bring more shame down on her House with that one act than she could have accomplished in a lifetime of disobedience. They will hate her for it. I wonder if Lady Malker has already struck her daughter's name from the family tree.

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#11. And know that the world exists, and moves on without me?" The beast settled back down, nose to tail, his horns gleaming in the faint light. "Thank you, no.

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#12. Are you asking me if I fuck my food?" The words sound overly harsh in the darkness.

"I suppose I am.

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#13. Like all high-Lammers, I am a lucky accident of birth, gifted with a talent that can be expanded by something as simple as a mineral. A mineral unfortunately rare and extremely addictive. This - this dust - rules our lives. Sometimes I wonder if it would be better had there been no magic at all.

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#14. Sarah wondered if at night the trees dreamed of a time when they covered the world and the true kings were wild and wore crowns of horns and antlers. Even

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#15. Dear Gris, if there's one thing I can't abide it's a bad poet.

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#16. Whether I'm working a street corner or a market stall, well, that's none of their business unless they're buying. The anonymity is comfortable, like going around draped in magic, hidden from view.

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#17. Sarah liked to think that night was the best time to work on staying silly and childish. Darkness always seemed more understanding about those sorts of things. More accommodating. Tonight

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